There's fighting on the left And marching on the right Don't look up in the sky You're gonna die of fright Here comes the razors edge
You're living on the edge Don't know wrong from right They're breathing down your neck You're running out of lives And here comes the razors edge Here comes the razors edge The razors edge
Razors edge, to raise the dead Razors edge, to cut to shreds To raise the dead
Here comes the razors edge Here comes the razors edge Well here it comes to cut to shreds The razors edge
The razors edge [It's the razor's edge] Gotta razors edge [Well, the razor's edge] You'll be cut to shreds [that you'll be cut to shreds] by the razors edge [gotta razor's edge] Gotta razors edge [by the razor's edge]
